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(strummerjones)
Everybodyand's looking for last gang in town
you better watch out for theyand're all cominand' around
The sport of today is exciting
the in crowd are into infighting
when some punk sees some rock-olla
itand's rock and roll all over
in every street and every station
kids fight like different nations
and itand's brawn against brain
and itand's knife against chain
but itand's all young blood
flowing down the drain
The crops hit the stiffs
anand' the spikes whipped the quiffs
theyand're all looking and'round
For the last gang in town
Meanwhile down in black town
those old soul rebels are hainginand' around
anand' when some punk come alooking for sound
rastaferi goes to ground
the white heart flipped his pocket dipped
and'cos a black sharp knife never slips
and they never say to one antoher
that tomorrow we might kill our brothers
Down from the edge of london
the rockabily rebels came
from another edge of london
skinhead gangs call out their name
but not the zydeco kids
from the high rise
though they canand't be recognized
when you hear a cajun fiddle
then youand're nearly in the middle
of the last gang in town
The Clash
Last gang in town
Last gang in town
(strummerjones)
Everybodyand's looking for last gang in town
you better watch out for theyand're all cominand' around
The sport of today is exciting
the in crowd are into infighting
when some punk sees some rock-olla
itand's rock and roll all over
in every street and every station
kids fight like different nations
and itand's brawn against brain
and itand's knife against chain
but itand's all young blood
flowing down the drain
The crops hit the stiffs
anand' the spikes whipped the quiffs
theyand're all looking and'round
For the last gang in town
Meanwhile down in black town
those old soul rebels are hainginand' around
anand' when some punk come alooking for sound
rastaferi goes to ground
the white heart flipped his pocket dipped
and'cos a black sharp knife never slips
and they never say to one antoher
that tomorrow we might kill our brothers
Down from the edge of london
the rockabily rebels came
from another edge of london
skinhead gangs call out their name
but not the zydeco kids
from the high rise
though they canand't be recognized
when you hear a cajun fiddle
then youand're nearly in the middle
of the last gang in town
